Why love you, of myself I often ask. 
Is it thy scent, or heartwarming whispers? 
Or thy smile, in whose beams I often bask? 
Oh why, I find thee as my universe? 

Could it be your eyes, so filled with your love, 
So beautiful, like opals in the sun. 
Thy sweet laugh perhaps, warm snug like a glove. 
Maybe your walk, robust and built to stun. 

Yet, these things, they are merely physical.
I cherish your undying loyalty. 
Never have I found one so loveable, 
Your straight faithfulness fills my heart with glee. 

As long as your love is only for me, 
My love is pure and solely for thee.